Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were two boy.

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought

because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

ordered coldly,

pieces out, he

Would hurt.

face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

couldn't bear to see her in such a pain.

"No --"

as the point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into her palm.

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed,

stained Tracy's

full of fear and timidity, and frowned.

"You know it hurts?"

don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go of

word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost his

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening

more

"No --"

her

at him coldly, "Brody, are you

looked at

stunned. It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her

about

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed on her

you up

continued to

struggling. Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a long

if she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

said with hesitation.

heart skipped a beat when he saw the

little pain flashed through her eyes.

she was

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at her own

you feel painful, you can

at her. Then he

he pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her palm.

eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her

from the bottom of

was also because her own thought was making

that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it back.

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand

whether it was her

the knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But

to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in

did feel the knife

was twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could

her eyes finally could not help bursting into tears.

were cut

cry out several

"Idiot --"

Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he